It Won't Matter Anyway

(альбом: Panhandle - 2016)

Heads turning the minute she's working her way across the floor
Low cuts painted on tan legs, swaying like you ain't seen before
It drives me crazy, baby, when your hanging on his arm
And don't you think your way to good at playing with my heart

Well come three A.M., you'll be at my door
You'll spend the night, just like the night before
When the lights come on, it'll be like yesterday
And it won't matter anyway

Another shot of whiskey, when the sweet burn hits me
See you out there shooting pool
And I know you're not about him
You just like to see me drowning
So I just play it cool
'Cause I know later on you'll lay your head on my pillow
I lay waiting for the day we tell each other, no

Well come three A.M., you'll be at my door
You'll spend the night, just like the night before
When the lights come on, it'll be like yesterday
And it won't matter anyway

Well come three A.M., you'll be at my door
You'll spend the night, just like the night before
When the lights come on, it'll be like yesterday
And it won't matter anyway
Yeah
It won't matter anyway